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Chemical Warfare
Dead Kennedys

Date Added: 2004-12-21 07:42:27

Down at the arsenal they keep the nerve gasses
guarded day and night by caged white rabbits
been sitting there for years
i'm gonna have at it
i cut through the fence, run right in and grab it
go crazy crazy crazy crazy:
Now i got my own mustard gas in my pocket
climb on a tree on a branch and drop it
on a country club full of saturday golfers
so i can watch them die chokin' shakin'in convulsions
go crazy crazy crazy crazy
crazy crazy crazy crazy:
Chemical warfare chemical warfare
chemical warfare warfare warfare
Panic in the air
see the headless chickens runnin'
golf carts head on crashin'
crackin' heads wide open
scratch the grass, mister, you can't breath
and roll and writhe in a sandtrap
starting to heave
claw those clubs, lemme see you seethe
crazy crazy crazy crazy crazy crazy
Chemical warfare chemical warfare
chemical warfare warfare warfare
Yellow air
yellow clouds
blowin' down down down the fairway
sensitive to the touch
mowin' down the putting green
heading straight for the big clubhouse
where the stuffed country club
effervescent ladies, so carefree
relax, pose by the pool
limber limp with a dry martini
until


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